"Hey, Cyn, how about we head to Cabo in a few weeks? I think we've earned a vacation. Would Tom be okay with watching the kids?" Lisa asked Cynthia as she was going through her closet, picking out an outfit for her date with Nash tonight.

Lisa heard Cynthia yelling at her two kids, who were apparently running around chasing the dog. "I'll ask him when he gets home, but I don't see why he would say no. He just went to Vegas with Barry."

"Where are you guys going for your anniversary? You've been married for what? Four years now?"

The phone started slipping from Lisa's shoulder. Her quick reflexes allowed her to grab it before it fell to the floor. "Yea, can you believe it? I thought for sure with the twins that he would have left me by now, but we're more in love than ever." Cynthia yelled at one of the kids to get off of the dog. "I can't wait for you and Nash to get married."

Lisa laughed. "Cynthia, we haven't even gotten engaged yet. I don't even know if he'll ask me." She glanced in her bedroom mirror at the outfit that she picked out. A white summer dress, with white heels. "At this rate, I feel like I'm going to have to ask him!"

Both girls burst out laughing. "Oh, Lisa, I gotta go. Charlotte and Carlos have gotten into the flour." Lisa heard her take a deep breath. "I'll call you later and you can let me know what happens!"

"Deal. Tell the twins I send my love!" Without waiting for a response, Lisa hung up and threw her phone on the bed. Lisa decided that this was definitely the outfit she would wear for tonight. It flattered her figure, and the white looked great with her coloring.

Even though Cynthia and Lisa still worked at the Lux Atlantic, they had different schedules and barely seen each other. It got worse after Cynthia got married, but then worse still when she had the kids. Of course Lisa was happy for Cynthia, she just missed her friend. Any opportunity to see Cynthia was an opportunity that Lisa was going to take.

Lisa had been going out with Nash for two years. A few times she thought that he was going to ask her to marry him, but he never did. Maybe he just doesn't want to get married, Lisa thought to herself at least a hundred times a day. She was going to find out tonight at dinner. One way or another, things between Nash and her were going to change. Either she was going to be getting married to him, or she was going to move on. After spending so much time being afraid of life, she realized she had to take chances. Especially if she wanted to be happy again.

-XX-

Lisa spent an hour getting ready. That included exercise, shower, hair, and makeup. As soon as she pulled on her dress, Nash walked into her bedroom. "Baby, you look gorgeous tonight." He bent down and placed a kiss on her lips. He stood there in his normal jeans and t-shirt. It didn't bother her, but she did like when he dressed up occasionally. "What's wrong, Leese? You look upset."

Lisa smiled. "No. I'm good." She grabbed her purse and took one final look in the mirror before heading out to the car with Nash, who opened her door for her and closed it.

The drive to the restaurant was pretty fast. Lisa talked to Nash about her going to Cabo with Cynthia, and how they needed a vacation from work. Since they hadn't had one in a few years. Nash agreed. Saying he could use a vacation as well. He thought maybe he would go to visit his parents in Texas. "Babe, if you wanna come with me and Cynthia, you can."

"No, I know you two need your girl time, and I really do need to go visit my parents. It's been too long since I've seen them." Nash got out of the car and ran to open Lisa's door. Once she was out, he shut the door, locked the car up, and set the alarm. He reached for Lisa's hand, which she happily accepted.

They walked up to the counter where countless other couples were waiting. "Reservation for Field."

The woman at the counter looked at the reservation list and shook her head. "I'm sorry, that reservation was cancelled-"

Nash grabbed for the list. "That's impossible, I didn't cancel it, and no one knew I was coming here tonight." His eyes made their way down the list. "Lisa, how come there's a reservation for you on here? In place of mine?"

"Nash, I don't know. I didn't call anyone today other than Cynthia. Besides, as you said, I didn't know we were coming here until we arrived."

The reservation list was ripped out of Nash's hands. "As I was saying before you so rudely interrupted me, the reservation was cancelled, but replaced with Lisa Reisert." The woman looked between Nash and Lisa. Her eyes settled on Lisa. "Have I ever met you before? You look familiar."

"I don't think so. Not unless you've stayed at the Lux Atlantic hotel."

The woman smiled. "That must be it! We had my 21st birthday party there."

"I remember. We had a few complaints, but once people were told that it was your 21st birthday, they were okay. A few asked to be moved to a different room, which we were more than happy to do. Your name is Becky, right?"

"Rebecca, please." Rebecca held her hand out to shake Lisa's. "I do have a table ready for you two. When the reservation was switched to your name, the person added a few things to it, and everything is already paid for. They said something about an anniversary?"

Lisa and Nash followed Rebecca to their table, which was in the back of the restaurant. There was a red table cloth on the table, where as every table around them had white. A bottle of champagne. Red rose petals. And there was a red slip cover over the backs of the chairs.

"Nash, who else knows that this is around the time that you moved here and that red is your favorite color?" Rebecca handed them their menus and went back to her counter to seat other customers.

He shrugged. "My mother. She must have wanted to do something nice for us." He pulled Lisa's chair out for her. "Now I really have to go home and see her."

Lisa looked at him questioningly. "I thought that you didn't tell anyone we were coming here?"

"Of course I told my mom, but I didn't think she would do this." He picked up his menu, and Lisa did the same thing. "It's sweet of her though, huh?"

Lisa smiled. "It is."

They ordered their meals and carried on a conversation, laughing throughout the night. When their dessert came, Lisa got up the courage to ask what had been on her mind all night. "Nash, do you ever want to get married?"

Placing his fork down near his chocolate cake, and found Lisa's hand free hand. "What makes you question that?"

She gave a shaky smile. "I guess it's stupid, but I've been wondering if you don't want to spend your life with me. We've been together for two years now, going on three, and most people who go out for that long are married, never mind engaged."

"I can promise you that marriage is something I hope to do with you. One day." He glanced down at their pieces of cakes. "Now, let's dig into our dessert. Something that looks this good should not go to waste."

Finally, she knew that he did want that future with her. His answer put her at ease, and she ate her cake with a smile. When she was finished, she pushed the plate away. "Phew, I'm full. Thank you for dinner babe. Actually, I think we should be thanking your mom." Nash was looking at her plate weirdly. Glancing everywhere but at her face. "Is something wrong, Nash?"

He looked at her with a smile. "No. No, of course not." He looked behind her at the door towards to the kitchen. "Will you excuse me? I want to go give the chef my compliments."

"Please give the chef mine as well. I'm too full to move at the moment." Nash nodded and walked away from the table.

Nash walked through the door and met his friend Dallas, who was the head chef at the restaurant. "Man, where was the ring? It was supposed to be in the cake!"

"When you called and switched the reservation, you said no ring tonight. You found a better way to propose, and that putting a ring in chocolate cake was cliche."

Nash ran a hand through his hair. "I didn't call to change the reservation. My mother did. She must have done this as a surprise, but I don't understand why she would change the proposal."

"Nah, man. A guy called and changed the reservation. Said he was you. Nash Field. There's no other way the reservation would have been able to be changed."

"It must have been my father then. Doesn't matter." He looked at the watch on his wrist. He was going to take Lisa to see a movie, but the movie had started half an hour ago. He lost track of time talking to her at dinner. Nash looked back up at Dallas. "Where's the ring?"
Dallas' eyes almost fell out of his head. "You don't have it?"

"No. I gave it to you, to put into the cake."

Dallas scratched his neck. "Man, I don't know what to tell you. The person on the phone said to give it to Rebecca and he would have someone pick it up. Something about wanting a different ring for the occasion. I didn't argue, considering I thought the ring was a little lackluster. I just thought you came to your senses."

"That ring is a family heirloom!"

"I'm sorry, man." Dallas gave a sigh. "Listen, dinners on me."

Nash rolled his eyes. "Dinner was already paid for by the person who changed the reservation."

"Next time, dinner is on me. But right now, I have to get back to work." Dallas walked to the sink and washed his hands. "Why don't you go take Lisa out for drinks or something? Try to calm down. I'm sure the ring will show up."

Nash muttered under his breath as he walked out of the back and over to Lisa, who was checking her phone. "Baby, are you ready to go?"

"Mhmm. Just checking my texts." She clicked a few things. "Cynthia said Cabo is a done deal. I'm going to buy the tickets tomorrow." Lisa looked up at Nash. "Are you okay? You look upset."

"No. I'm fine." He held his hand out for her. "Let's go get some drinks and go dancing."

That wasn't something that Nash and Lisa did very often, so whenever he offered, she accepted. "Sounds like a plan!"

Fifteen minutes later, they were at Lisa's favorite club downtown. The bouncers checked their ID's and let them in. "What do you want to drink?" Nash yelled over the music. "Your usual?" Lisa nodded as she followed him to the bar. "One Sea Breeze and one Jack and Coke."

After they got their drinks, Lisa downed hers and asked for another. Nash handed her his and went to get her another one. This time she sipped it slowly, but still faster than usual. She had finished her drink before Nash finished his. They started dancing to the music. When Nash finished his drink, he went and got them another round. By the end of the night, Lisa had around six Sea Breeze's and Nash had two Jack and Cokes. He would have had more, but he was driving them home.

Lisa was stumbling on the way to the car and slurring her words. Luckily, Nash was there to help into the car without any incident. "Baby, I haven't seen you drink that much in a while. What's going on?"

She gave him a sloppy smile. "Nothing babe. I swear!"

Nash buckled her in and ran to the other side of the car to get in. "Is it because it's close to the anniversary of the Red Eye?"

Lisa shot him a glance. "Why do you always bring that up? I've moved on from it. I would prefer not to talk about it."

There was his answer. Since he had known her, whenever it got close to the anniversary of the Red Eye, she would drink heavily. Mostly to forget about it, but also to numb herself. They always had a story about it in the news whenever the anniversary came around. "How about I stay with you tonight, and take care of you?"

The smile returned to her face. "Sure!"

AN: When you -XX- It means there's a break and I'm going somewhere else. I don't want people confused. :)